INNER CHILD: Geez, you look horrible. What’s up?ME: … I can’t write.INNER CHILD: Seriously? ME: Yeah.INNER CHILD: No way. Writer’s block much? ME: Yes, okay? Now get off my back and stop badgering me.INNER CHILD: You’re mean. ME: No, seriously. I’ve been staring at this goddamn laptop for days already and I can’t come up with anything decent. So please stop bugging me okay?INNER CHILD: You’ve been staring at the laptop for… days? ME: Of course I was exaggerating.INNER CHILD: Did you take a bath or something? ME: I… uh, WHAT?INNER CHILD: Coz you’re on computer for days! ME: I told you, I was exagg-INNER CHILD: LOLOLOLOLOLOL!11 ME: Hey kid-INNER CHILD: HEY GUYS! ADE HERE DID NOT LEAVE HIS COMPUTER FOR DAYS! ME: That’s kinda not true, kiddo-INNER CHILD: HE DID NOT TAKE A BATH! ME: HEY!INNER CHILD: AND HE ATE NOTHING BUT MINISTOP SIOPAO SO NOW HE’S GONNA BE FAT- errr – FATTER! ME: …INNER CHILD: WHAAAAAAAAAAAAT? ME: You, kid, are making shit up about me already.INNER CHILD: Can’t you see the irony? ME: What irony?INNER CHILD: I’m more imaginative than you at the moment. ME: …so?INNER CHILD: It’s pretty sad when your id is actually more creative than you. ME: …INNER CHILD: What? ME: … I hate you.